Flora cosplay Enchantix

"He feeds on fear he feeds on pain he rules again with growing hate he will guide their faith again."

Valtor was a man of no morals, created for the sole purpose of spreading fear, hate, and death. He had taken much from the people of Sparks, freedom at the topo, início of the list. As the length of his rule dragged on his fury and hate grew stronger--a small flame on a candle to a roaring fogo at a Celtic celebration. The mais hate he oozed the mais pain and fear he elicited from the people he ruled. And he drove on those emotions, fed on them, sucked them up like some precious nectar. He had, por all...

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Flora had become a swan. The trix were laughing while they looked at Flora in cisne form looking at her wings. Flora gasped in the process. Stormy walked over still giggling.
"Now that's pathetic." She said while plucking one of Flora's feathers, causing Flora to scream.

~The winx were near the cave and heard the scream.~

"What was that?" Stella asked.
"That sounded like Flora." Helia said.
"I think she's in that cave right there." Timmy said.
"C'mon then, let's go!" Aisha said starting to run in the cave. "Wait Aisha we need a strategy in case the trix are waiting for us."...

Raven: well...when I was born my father knew he was going to die one day. He made a prophesy over me, when I turn 16 years old my evil part will take control over me and I will be used as a portal to bring my father back to life.
Alexandra: isnt coming back to life, ilegal?
Raven: uuummm no...
Lisa: but...you wont bring your father back to life, right?
Raven: I dont have another option!
Agnes: you do have! if you dont want to do it you just dont do it!
Sara: or do you want to do it?
Raven: what?!? no! I hate him!
Katara: then, dont do it! problem solve
Raven: ough! you dont get anything! its not that...